My sister has a cat named Moses. He's evil. It's like he's not a cat, but an evil person wrapped in a tiny cat suit. Actually, it's not so tiny. He's a big freaking cat.
So I'm over at Courtneys on Friday night for a little party and there's this girl who is just transfixed by Moses. Well, he is a handsome devil. He claimed the chair right next to this girl, once he claims a chair he doesn't leave. This poor girl is just, "I want to pet him", and I'm telling her, no he's mean, but I totally know what you mean.
See, I just want to pick Moses up and cuddle him and give him kisses on his kittie head and loves. I want him to be like my Modeam. Who is on my lap, happily purring and keeping me very warm right now. Moses is just so handsome and so big, I want to carry him around like a baby!
Moses doesn't want any part of this and has no problem hissing, growling, biting, and stealing your breakfast to prove a point.
I can't tell the stealing your breakfast story, I'll have to let Courtney do that.
I have theroys of why Mose is, well, crazy.
1. He is the reincarnation of someone very evil, knows that he's the reincarnation of said person, but he's a cat and can't do anything about it.
2. He's the kittie devil made flesh. He's just waiting for the 4 fleas of the end of the world.
3. He's lonely and just needs a buddy.
posted by Monica @ 7:08 AM
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